"How You Want It" lyrics
Busta Rhymes & J Dilla Lyrics
Get up on it, bitch
Let me get 'em, come on
Check it out now
Now watch me shake and rattle and roll on this riff
And do some real-life shit on purpose 'til I hurt niggas
Then I shit and I spazz and put in work, niggas
Fishtail in a tank, make it crash quicker
Take a toke 'til I'm flicking my blunt, ash litter
Shit, and I choke, provoke niggas 'til shit get
Full of smoke and yolk, niggas, place your biggest bet
See the okey-doke, nigga so articulate
While I give you the coke, nigga, face your biggest debt
I, oh, and all of my folk, nigga, watch your mama fret
Throw you over the boat, nigga, type to harbor jets
Automatic remote, nigga, you can flow the next hook type
I'm quicker to poke a nigga, listen
Bullets rush through wet bodies, the blood'll soak a nigga
(Shit) Better pour me a shot and toast a nigga
Quick, park the yacht in the dock, the boat for niggas
The rig is internationally on the low with it
How you really want it?
More than I ever felt
'Til I give you the most fire that'll make you melt
Super thorough for the streets, I hope this shit'll help
The way the game feel
How you really want it?
You know your shit trash
Let me give you the hottest shit to make your trunk blast
Best believe we poppin' shit because we get cash
Now, motherfucker, tell me
How you really want it?
(Baow) Step up and then shut shit down
Woah, crept up, Benz truck sit (Growl)
Full cream interior flat screen flip (Wow)
Exterior tight, mean bitch (How?)
We'll smash shit and kill anything
Or both 'cause I am the most, everything
My money stack so sick, cop every bling
Mansion fully furnished and every whip
(Shit) Too hot, drop, run around, nigga, fuck it
Let me hop the block, come around, nigga, bussin'
Bet we stock a flock of bitches in the club, trust it
Let me lock the spot, doc, the medic brought mustard
Leather seats is all white, coconut custard
How I bop and hold the Glock and have them all flustered
On top, hold the knot like an old hustler
You ain't knowin' they love you, Busta
How you really want it?
More than I ever felt
'Til I give you the most fire that'll make you melt
Super thorough for the streets, I hope this shit'll help
The way the game feel
How you really want it?
You know your shit trash
Let me give you the hottest shit to make your trunk blast
Best believe we poppin' shit because we get cash
Now, motherfucker, tell me
How you really want it?
A flip-flop-flip
Cock hammer, see most my niggas love to pop clips
Goddamnit, I love to hustle on a hot strip
Can't stand it, the way I floss and how I pop shit
Man, panic, my cake big, here go a stock tip
Take for granted one of the best of all time, trip
Expand it, monopolize, flip a hot brick
I got it locked, bitch
How you really want it?
More than I ever felt
'Til I give you the most fire that'll make you melt
Super thorough for the streets, I hope this shit'll help
The way the game feel
How you really want it?
You know your shit trash
Let me give you the hottest shit to make your trunk blast
Best believe we poppin' shit because we get cash
Now, motherfucker, tell me
How you really want it?
Get up on it, bitch
Let me get 'em, come on
Check it out now
Let me get 'em, come on
Check it out now
Now watch me shake and rattle and roll on this riff
And do some real-life shit on purpose 'til I hurt niggas
Then I shit and I spazz and put in work, niggas
Fishtail in a tank, make it crash quicker
Take a toke 'til I'm flicking my blunt, ash litter
Shit, and I choke, provoke niggas 'til shit get
Full of smoke and yolk, niggas, place your biggest bet
See the okey-doke, nigga so articulate
While I give you the coke, nigga, face your biggest debt
I, oh, and all of my folk, nigga, watch your mama fret
Throw you over the boat, nigga, type to harbor jets
Automatic remote, nigga, you can flow the next hook type
I'm quicker to poke a nigga, listen
Bullets rush through wet bodies, the blood'll soak a nigga
(Shit) Better pour me a shot and toast a nigga
Quick, park the yacht in the dock, the boat for niggas
The rig is internationally on the low with it
How you really want it?
More than I ever felt
'Til I give you the most fire that'll make you melt
Super thorough for the streets, I hope this shit'll help
The way the game feel
How you really want it?
You know your shit trash
Let me give you the hottest shit to make your trunk blast
Best believe we poppin' shit because we get cash
Now, motherfucker, tell me
How you really want it?
(Baow) Step up and then shut shit down
Woah, crept up, Benz truck sit (Growl)
Full cream interior flat screen flip (Wow)
Exterior tight, mean bitch (How?)
We'll smash shit and kill anything
Or both 'cause I am the most, everything
My money stack so sick, cop every bling
Mansion fully furnished and every whip
(Shit) Too hot, drop, run around, nigga, fuck it
Let me hop the block, come around, nigga, bussin'
Bet we stock a flock of bitches in the club, trust it
Let me lock the spot, doc, the medic brought mustard
Leather seats is all white, coconut custard
How I bop and hold the Glock and have them all flustered
On top, hold the knot like an old hustler
You ain't knowin' they love you, Busta
How you really want it?
More than I ever felt
'Til I give you the most fire that'll make you melt
Super thorough for the streets, I hope this shit'll help
The way the game feel
How you really want it?
You know your shit trash
Let me give you the hottest shit to make your trunk blast
Best believe we poppin' shit because we get cash
Now, motherfucker, tell me
How you really want it?
A flip-flop-flip
Cock hammer, see most my niggas love to pop clips
Goddamnit, I love to hustle on a hot strip
Can't stand it, the way I floss and how I pop shit
Man, panic, my cake big, here go a stock tip
Take for granted one of the best of all time, trip
Expand it, monopolize, flip a hot brick
I got it locked, bitch
How you really want it?
More than I ever felt
'Til I give you the most fire that'll make you melt
Super thorough for the streets, I hope this shit'll help
The way the game feel
How you really want it?
You know your shit trash
Let me give you the hottest shit to make your trunk blast
Best believe we poppin' shit because we get cash
Now, motherfucker, tell me
How you really want it?
Get up on it, bitch
Let me get 'em, come on
Check it out now
